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This little warrior is very familiar with the sound of these cannonballs. Because his family had died under the cannon fire. Even now, he still remembered that after his parents heard the sharp whistling sound, after pressing him down, he became an orphan.    

    

And when he heard the sound of the cannon fire, he would think of his parents. On one hand, his heart was filled with hatred, but on the other hand, he was afraid of the cannonballs. When the other party fired the cannonballs just now, he was very afraid. If not for the old soldiers by his side helping him and comforting him... He might have run away screaming.    

    

Uncle Wu, who was beside him, was an old warrior. He had participated in countless battles and had killed countless enemies with both hands. He was very experienced on the battlefield. Just from the sound of the cannonballs, one could tell where the cannonballs would land.    

    

Moreover, when the enemy fired the cannonballs, he was still very calm. There was no fear or nervousness on his face. He just leaned against the fortifications. That calm look while smoking made the young warrior envious. He was also impressed.    

    

"Niu Wazi, are you afraid again?" The old warrior looked at the little warrior beside him and said with a smile. He did not feel the tension like a big battle was about to happen.    

    

In fact, he had participated in many battles, especially many of which were very dangerous. This old warrior, Uncle Wu, already had very little interest in these battles. As long as he was alive, he would fight. At most, he would just die. Watching his former comrades die one by one, his heart had already become numb. He had already forgotten what fear was.    

    

"I didn't. I am now a soldier. How can I be afraid?" The young warrior obviously didn't want others to look down on him. He raised his head. He said proudly, but just as he raised his head... He was pushed down by the old warrior beside him.    

    

"Kid, you don't want your life anymore. How dare you raise your head so high!" Uncle Wu scolded. Although he wasn't afraid of his own death, however, he was very concerned about his comrades. Even if this comrade was a rookie warrior who had just entered the battlefield.    

    

"Hehe." The soldier rubbed his head and smiled in embarrassment. However, it also diluted the fear in his heart by quite a bit.    

    

"I'm just afraid. There's nothing to be ashamed of. The first time I went to the battlefield, I even peed my pants." Uncle Wu said while paying attention to the situation in the distance.    

    

"Uncle Wu peed his pants?" Niu Wazi looked surprised. In his eyes, Uncle Wu was a very excellent warrior. He was experienced. When he fought, he was not afraid of death. Such a person actually wet his pants on the battlefield?    

    

"What's so strange about that?" Uncle Wu glanced at him, then turned his head again. It's normal to be afraid of going to the battlefield for the first time. Wait a few more times. Or I can just kill a few people. "    

    

"Okay" Niu Wazi nodded and said in a low voice, "But I am still a little nervous right now. I can't even hold the gun steadily."    

    

"It's fine. This is very normal. After a while, I will shoot the first time. You will get familiar with this feeling and will gradually no longer be afraid. " Uncle Wu comforted him. In fact, as a veteran, he had seen many new recruits. He had also comforted a lot, but many new recruits had just entered the battlefield. They did not know anything. They were impulsive and did something wrong. In the end, they were killed, especially those who had hatred on them. It was easier for him to lose control.    

    

Therefore, in a battle, the death rate of the new recruits was far higher than that of the old soldiers. And after a real battle, only then can they truly be called a soldier. People like Niu Wazi, at most, were farmers with guns. Only when he survived the first battle could he be called a real soldier. Unfortunately, there were many people like Niu Wazi. They were killed in the first battle.    

    

Those who survived the first battle were all official soldiers. They were the precious wealth of the army. The more they participated in the battle, the more powerful this person would be. His ability to survive would also be stronger.    

    

Uncle Wu's consolation made Niu Wazi calm down a lot. Although she was still a little scared and embarrassed before, thinking about what Uncle Wu said, she did not feel embarrassed anymore. Instead, she felt more confident.    

    

"After the fight starts, you have to listen to me. Don't run around, do you hear me?" Uncle Wu reminded him worriedly. He had seen too many new recruits. Because he was afraid or nervous, a fight broke out. He did not understand anything and forgot everything. He would forget all the skills he had learned in the battlefield.    

    

"Yes, I know, Uncle Wu." She nodded and said, I don't want to die. He also could not die. He still wanted to take revenge for his parents. He needed to kill many, many enemies. So... He had to listen to Uncle Wu and live well. Keep fighting!    

    

"Fight!"    

    

Captain's order suddenly came from the other side. After that, the sound of gunshots could be heard from the battlefield. Niu Wazi, who was thinking about something, was shocked. After that, she shot at the enemies in the distance in a panic. In the end, she naturally did not hit the target.    

    

Uncle Wu, on the other hand, had been talking to Niu Wazi the whole time. But... He had been paying attention to the distance between them. He had participated in many battles. When they knew where the enemy was, they would shoot. Therefore, he was mentally prepared. The moment Captain gave the order, he had already fired. An enemy wearing a steel helmet in front of him fell down.    

    

"Don't panic. Take aim and then attack. This distance is advantageous to us." Uncle Wu skillfully pulled the bolt of the gun while saying to Niu Wazi, who was beside him.    

    

"Okay, okay." Niu Wazi answered, but her hands were flusteredly pulling the bolt. He did not have much strength to begin with, and coupled with the panic in his heart, he used a lot of strength to pull the bolt. After that, he laid down and aimed again.    

    

This time, he was not in a hurry to shoot. Instead, according to what Uncle Wu had said, he had to aim before shooting. Although he was young, he knew that they did not have enough ammunition on their side, so he could not waste it.    

    

The previous shot was fired by Niu Wazi in a panic. He did not even have any impression of it. This time, it was different. He was going to shoot his first real shot. So, he was a little nervous and excited.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Niu Wazi, whose hands were shaking, finally fired. Unfortunately, although his shot was aimed, it was still slightly out of the way.    

    

"Not bad, just a little bit more. Continue!" Uncle Wu, who was beside her, had been paying attention to the situation on his side. When he saw it, he encouraged her.